The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-09-25
~ think he is drunk with joy" she said.
"And no wonder. The day is intoxicating.
When he burst into singing just now,
Thought of SheLleY's lines

"And no wonder. The day is intoxicating.
When he burst into singing just now, l
thought of Shelley's lines
Teach mo half the gladness
That thy brain must know,
Such harmonious madness
From my lips should tiow, etc.
seemed so full of joy that had no out
let Can one help being happy ON such
day. When nature gives us such beautiful
lessons; when she opens her lips and speaks
to us in her own wild, sweet languageN
l answered somewhat sadly:
"A moment ago | felt the same strange
ecStacy. But the sight Of" l broke off
there. Bessie" | said, presently, Il am
mad myself TO come here again, But when
q mans sole happiness lies in the sight of
one sweet face, can you blame him if he
sometimes INDUCES it, though he feels it to
be dangerousm Ipaused. There was no
answer Need | tell you how much have
regretted writing you that letter now near
ly year agos ltdepriyed me of your COM
partnership, for could not trust myself to
see you after that 1t placed gulf be
tween us that nothing short of your tact
and delicacy could have bridged over when
| was here i'll the summer And then 1T was a
piece of shameless egotism on my part to ask
you who had been almost my sister to marry
me before had done anything to win your
love. ! had no right to do it, | yielded to
an uncomfortable impulse, and have never
forgiven myself that | added even that
much to what you already had to bear. You
will never know how much | have loved
you haye tried hard to forget YOU That
is impossible. Forgive me, my love, my
love. Be patient with me! | shall not
speak of it again. | meant to be strong and
keep the pain and longing to myself, but to-
day.
'fStop, Jeffrey implore you to stopw
She was very pale, and she trembled. A
wonderful gleam lit up the blue eyes. 1t
was strange new expression.
Speak TO me, Bessie. What have !
done; Are you angry cannot have you
angry with me- | must have your friend
ship"
A sweet, bright smile broke over her face,
and the soft color came and went in her
checks
mo, am not angry"
Bessie what is this Oh. my lovei mind
what you dol Do not trifie with my earn
eStness"
She put both hands over her eyes.
Trembling with sudden inexplicable rap
ture that frightened me- drew away the
hands with one of mine, and with the other
lifted her face. o, sweet, truthful eyes
They flashed into mine look Of ineffable
love.
''My Bessie! Oh! my darlingl My own!
After such weary waiting Mine forever
Mine to shield from the lightest breath of
care care, Saw that YOU love me! My heart is
hungry for one word of love from your
lips"
The beautiful love-lighted facet the
sweet, low, trembling voicel
glove you o, Jeffrey, l do love you!
And that is why am so happy to-day"
The shining head dropped on my breast.
To have her in my arms! To hold her there
4 4 l. s. l,a..
red lips, and smoothed back the lovely hairl
--ah it was worth while TO have suffered
and waited for this!
How did you find out your secret, Bes-
sieY'
She lifted her head. and answered with a
proud smile;
sit was revealed to me long ago-longer
than | care TO tell you. When | heard of
Clara Meredith WAS very miserable. |
felt that you did not Iowa her as you had
loved me, and it seemed cruel &C have found
out that | cared for you when it was too
late when it only made it harder for both
of us. And then when you came But
why go over it all nowi II you had not been
blind Jeffrey, you might have known my
weakness the night | broke down, not be
cause remembered the doctor nor because
my heart was full of rest But because it
was full of wild unrest, of unavailing re-
greet You were to leave ON the morrow,
and my light in life would go with you. /
had tried to tell you once, and you taught
my pride lesson it could not forget. Not
that doubted your love, or failed to I'M
derstand the cause of your bitterness. And,
Jeffrey, that made it so much harder"
my darling! My precious one! Moth
ing shall ever be hard for you again. Twill
take all the hard things for my share"
The bird had come back and perched just
above u.s. We bowed our heads as again its
wild, sweet warbling filed the wood with
melody. Melody that thrilled through our
united hearts.
There are signs of day in the East.
have written all night, yet must add
few words.
We live at HARDWOOD Place. At 40 there
Is no white in my wife's shining hair, no
wrinkles on her fair face, no dimness in her
steadfast eyes She is still most fair to see,
and think she will always be young.
We have had more joys than fall to the
lot of most couples. Three children God
has given u.s. One we gave back TO Him ere
its white soul had received one soil-our
little Josie, a year old when our tears fell
over her grave Harold, our boy, they call
red-headed. He is like no one else in the
world, think, and we are proud of him.
Olive is like my mother, as remember her.
Well grown for girl of IA, 1.-the and slen-
der With fine dark eyes, full of fire and
pathos delicate features, and a rich bright
dark complexion, and great mass of dark
colored hair The children have one beau
tiful trait in common--they worship their
mother She is, in their eyes, almost as
beautiful and gracious as she is in mine.